Hmmm... thinking more about why I'm so bummed, I'm reminded that Tim and I were talking about something similar to this last week. He was trying to convince me that the people who really care about me will make time to see me.... that was after I had told him I was scared to visit Coe again because I'd feel on the outside of things, and people would be busy, and I wouldn't want to impose on their lives.

Joy and I were talking today, and he seems to agree with Tim- the people who really care will make time.

I'm glad I have good friends that do that for me... I wish that I didn't wish more of them would. But really, the ones that do care enough- they're the ones that keep me coming back, even though it gets harder every time.